His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 323

“So then that woman asked me if I had a nice dinner.” I rolled my eyes. It was a good thing I decided to join them out back, considering Marvin hadn’t even told me about this rumor. “I was a bit bloated from the food, so I rubbed my belly and told her that the baby’s doing well.”

Panther and Lucas listened attentively as I tried my hardest to explain the misunderstanding, which I hadn’t even been aware of. Apparently, Marvin and I were the talk of the town after Misty’s parents told everyone we were engaged and expecting a child.

Was that why Marvin kept his distance from me?

Was he embarrassed?

Panther burst out laughing. “See, and that’s why it’s better to keep your mouth shut.” He gave me his unwanted advice. “I had to learn it the hard way, but these rich people..they don’t know how to communicate.”

“Yes!” I agreed.

Panther, who was drunk, grabbed my hand. “They’re not like you and me.” He said. “But that’s why Nike you you’re like my little sister-

Due to his coughing fit, he was unable to finish his sentence. It didn’t matter because I didn’t even want him to finish it. Little sister? I was indeed a little sister, but only to Alex. The brother I had distanced myself from to be with Marvin.

“Hey, are you okay?” Lucas, who was still sober, asked me. He carefully placed his hand on top of mine and looked into my eyes as if he was asking me for permission.

“I’m good, thank you.” I lowered my head, knowing Lucas wasn’t buying it. “Is it your family?” He whispered.

My eyes turned big, and I raised my head to look at Panther-but all I could hear were his snores. He clearly couldn’t take his liquor very well.

“Don’t worry about him. He’s done for the night.” Lucas chuckled. “We should head back inside and talk.” He suggested. “I want to get to know you.”

Get to know me why?

“We shouldn’t leave Panther alone,” I told him, but Lucas didn’t care.

“Pedro is a grown man, and he can take care of himself.

Hearing him call Pedro by his birth name was proof enough that Lucas was a determined and opinionated person who had a mind of his own.

Quite the opposite of Marvin, who obeyed his dad’s every word until he couldn’t take it anymore.

Almost forced to go along with Lucas, I got up from the couch and followed him back inside. He was the one who could expose my identity whenever he felt like it, so I had to keep him close. Who knew if he would be keeping his word?

“So, can I offer you something else to drink?”

“No, I’m good.” Lucas shook his head. He sat down at the kitchen table while I joined him. “So, where is Marvin?” He jumped right into the subject.

“W-why?”

“Because he happens to be my brother.” Lucas raised his brow and smirked. “We didn’t start off on the right foot, and both of our encounters ended with him having…anger issues.”

Anger issues?

“He’ll be here soon.” I nodded. “At least…I think he will

“Are you guys fighting?”

“No, he’s just busy!” I clarified.

“With?”

“Stuff.”

doubtful look and watched as

By the looks of it, Lucas was a workaholic who could not draw a line between playing detective

mom and…Marvin’s dad?” I asked. If he was allowed to do it, I was

used to be a maid in this

heard, and I’m so sorry about that,”

here seem pretty tight.

said he wanted to know his

Lucas went into

“What?”

ending the conversation. Why

identity a secret?” Lucas

simply answered. I wasn’t even that open towards Rona, so why would I open

a good decision.” He spoke. “So you chose

really like that.” I defended myself. At least, that was something I was trying to tell

family,” Lucas repeated. I looked around the room, ensuring there weren’t any maids and took a slight breath. It would be for the best to drop

that’s what you want to call it.”

regretful expression on his face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to

deal out of it. Lucas leaned his chin in his hand and

it’s okay?” He wondered. “Is it because you’re used to the people in this

it again, detective.”

someone challenging to read, and I couldn’t quite figure him out yet. He had

guess they don’t.”

brother-I really do.” I defended my actions. “Just putting it out there because I don’t want you to get the wrong idea of me.

appeared on Lucas’ lips. “Same

urge to tell him to smile more often, as it made him look more attractive-but I didn’t want

everyone?” I asked after an awkward moment of silence. Just like that. the

on a stick, and so do her sons.” He raised his brows. I figured this had to do with these ‘encounters’ with Marvin, because

“Mario’s been nice.

“And Karina?”

probably one line away from OD’ing, but oh well, she has a good personality and has been texting me every

healthy relationship with

your pen pal before? Is that something you do often?”

told this man my whole life story. If anything, him being here was dangerous-so why did I want to trust

“No…first time.”

Marvin entered the kitchen with a paled expression on his face. He looked from

are.” He pulled out a chair and wrapped his arm around

Lucas as he turned to meet my

if you get to leave me on read-that means I get to do it as well.” I playfully pushed away his arm. Marvin’s cheeks flushed red. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know that was a crime.” He spoke.

my hand, trying not to laugh. Anyone would’ve thought Marvin had been in prison for centuries, but it had only been a few years.

having fun without me.” He finally turned to Lucas.

have to worry.” He said. “She’s not my type. Better yet- I wouldn’t touch her with a 10-foot

I could perfectly understand what he was trying to do here, but was that necessary?

she’s not your type?” Marvin spoke, offended. I knew that tone all too well because he used that whenever

as he raised his hand to stop

you think

stuttered, trying to find the words to explain himself. “I’m sorry, I was just trying to get on your good

offending my girl right in front of

to offend

ugly pig just a second ago?” Marvin called him out. Lucas shook his head, confused. Surprisingly enough, this was a sign that Marvin felt comfortable enough to joke around with Lucas, meaning perhaps he did want to know